Chapter 4 Impatient of a girl who was fed up with eagerness. Morning comes, and the sound of the bird chirping next to the Lockwood village. Igashu can be seen strolling across the Chanty village, whistling when he notices a heavy panting sound inside the emptied Townley, he was impatient over his curiosity and decided to raid inward. He gently took a slight step forward as he overstepped inside the door, rooming each quarter. When he reached the bottom of the room, he opened the door and saw a glimpse of a weakling dragon, wounded from the attack, and crunching on its back. Her head was unable to turn after being tangled into a giant rope around her neck, bruises can be caught a glimpse of all over her scale, and her tail was wagging, a warning for Igashu who was interfering with her hideaway. Igashu's P.O.V The line that comes out of my head. "She's very fascinating, I can't resist myself but fell in love with this stunning creature." Behind those bruises she gained, her aura out
Chapter 5 Preparation for the prince's birthday celebration. Her praiseworthy eyes were full of bitterness and ambition, her mouth making an effort to show a grin as she slowly confronted a woman who was crouching in front of her while she uttered a phrase. "What made you come and visit this island, Naomi? Perhaps you have already fulfilled what I have requested from you before?" a lovely maiden has uttered with a confusing expression, her eyes used to glare as she mumbled with her brim showing a pouty lip one, making her attractive at the same time. Playfully picking her nails with her devilish smile. "I apologize for coming back to this island, but I do have some news to announce especially to you, dear Winona Graves. A Critic clan from Averchinariams." Naomi mumbles. "How dare you say my name out loud and clear?!" She said, raising her eyebrows. "I apologize, but I do have some news for you, dear critic" she added, bending her knees in front of a critic. "Speak," she replied. "It
Chapter 6 The ability of a Black Ulysses On the island of these three nations, Subartu, Elba, and the Akkad empire. In the legend, a serpent was hidden across the village that was constructed by the said Averchinari. A healer who can forge healing bases such as body, soul, mind, and spirit. They are supposed to be a guide spirits without a soul, once dead will perish in the entire universe. Epala, also known for her dragon figure, is titled by Igashu from her dragon form. Her scales were dark as her shadow, and her eyes gleamed like ice in blue, with her huge size over 26 feet long. Her wings and tails were rendered as an average size of a tree. Moirai is Epala's human figure. Her hair was long enough to reach her tail and her clothes looked like a rug, a fold-over bodice with straps and laces around her neck, tied. A rents sleeves with wooden jewelry on her wrist. Thick belts around her waist, fitted pants with straps, and laced knee boots on top of her draped fabric wardrobe. And h
Chapter 7: The Verdict of a Serpent Blameworthy eyes, trembling lips, throbbing bosom, and a weakling grip. His thoughts were being tainted by unsavory intentions. Expressing the phrase "The hardest portion is the first step, the second will be simpler" Igashu mumbled. In the interim in Lockwood village. "Moirai Monroe, the lost child, Ace Hutton was said to be captured by the Akkad realm, Ruler Henry Guanyin captured one of our companions and we're said to be sending him to the Elba realm, Moirai, is that true?!" Jiro argued. "I apologize for informing you this late but I will make an effort to fetch him back to our town." Moirai uttered, clarifying her phrase to the townsfolk. "Moirai, I beg you to bring back my son, Ace. No matter what." Ellie requested, clenching Moirai's fabric as she pleaded on her bent knees. "I promise to bring him back lady Ellie" Moirai reacted truly. The townsfolk started to search for Ace whereas Moirai and Cyrus joined hands for the search. "Moirai, if i
Chapter 8 Awakening of the Dragons Welcoming the old time when the two of us collided. In my silhouette blue, a boy appeared from my sight, driving himself at me as I dropped myself to the ground, "Big sister, are you okay?" A delightful voice I heeded. My eyes were hazy to capture his face as my tears dwell inside my eyes. I shook my head off and exposed my wail to a stranger. I shriek out loud from the pang that corrupted me through the darkness. That was the first time I freed myself from my blue. His warm embrace cured and weakened my suffering, and my condition flickers into an ordinary one. That night, I felt warm for the first time, having somebody who cuddles you out of the blue, a person who never pleaded for a reason for your whimpering, but a person who dwelled to keep you company. The moment he held his hand at me, I felt secure, even for a brief period. I failed to buy his name, even expressing my genuine appreciation to him. He was a kid full of affection, his kind hear
Chapter 9 The Judgment of a Mender "Holiness, (A way of addressing courtesy to an Averchinari) Winona was out of the island, perhaps seeking out aid from the Black Ulysses to devour mana from the serpents. She was yet longing for her lover who deserted her" Elion mumbled. Pherhana Elion was a Schevelian Averchinari (A healer of mind and the Instructor of the tribe) Schevelian Averchinari is coated in a green four-leaf clover, in which the fortunate charm clings to their body, embodying what clan they have a place to. Their mint green hair lunges to their tail. Lanky ears and long sharp nails. And a headpiece floral crown gum into their head. A flower accessory can be caught a glimpse of each Schevelians Averchinari's neck, comprehending that the Emovenorioms / ancestor was inside their body. Once their accessory kicks the bucket, the mana they were devouring will vanish, recognizing that the Emovenorioms have cleared out the body. It might be retirement or abandoning the possession
Chapter 10. The Essence of Life It was fifteen years prior when I was sent to the royal residence to insure the health of the grandson of the fifth emperor of the Akkad realm. King Theoden Guanyin is known for his liberality and kindness toward his people. He was clever, shrewd, and a reliable father to his family and his people. He would send himself and expose his audience as a front liner amid a conflict between Elba and Subartu domain. The clash between these three-nation involves their organization's being against one another. "Amaya they said, am I right young lady?" The king retorted. "Greetings to the glorious father of this nation" I expressed, leaning before the king, expressing my courtesy to the royal highness. "You are sent to this palace to assist my grandson in his future regime and commit your life to our blood." The King mumbled. I caught a glimpse of his gaze glaring down straight to my soul with an intense aura. I then replied, "to be heeded, your royal highness,"
Chapter 11. The resurgence of the lost Averchinariams The town was in chaos and the rumors about the wild mythical beasts commenced to flood after a decade had passed. The Subarto empire has requested the townsfolk and their warriors for a sock of silver for those who can capture various serpents. "If ferals exist and so do the dragons" While Moirai had concluded upon enrolling to become one of the adherents of the royal blood to serve mending to the feeble nobles inside the palace. After Amaya draws her sword to the replica of Amos, a kin (troop) of ferals, all of a sudden emerges, corrupting the town in red with blood from slaughtering. Some were wounded and others turned like them. And many have failed to protect themselves, turning into acid after sensing the ghastly fragrance of these wild creatures after running wild. Marcos was requested to preserve security from Lockwood village. Others were based in the other area to secure the health of the townsfolk. While Yvana strolle